empty fountain pen

I hate to write this down
Not for the fact that we’ve met
But for the reason
I feel glee in this god damn mid summer season

And I thought how hard can it be?
To patch into your homespun T, your frugal being
What else would someone need?
I really do not know
Maybe you could have made me see

Predator eyes
What a disgusting sight
I just wanted to have some strawberry ice
With you and maybe a lovely time
My lips sealed with nickel and dime
With you and maybe a lovely time

When you will never read this
I want at least the universe not to miss
That I wrote something genuine about an empty fountain pen